Hema was thicker. Tall dark and sensuous. Big breasted, thickish waist and wide flaring hips. Mini was a miniature version of her mom. While Hema’s ...unt was covered in fuzzy mat of black coarse pubic hair, Mini’s mound was bald and plump. While Hema’s cunt lips were thick Mini’s were thin. Both looked terribly appealing although given a choice I think I wuld have preferred Hema. Maybe because she was experienced she had a horny look that is hard to describe. Her every move seemed to hint at. "I must by lying on the bed wrong," he thought. His eyes adjusted to the dim light and he was able to determine that he was lying at close to a forty-five degree angle out of normal. He had no recollection of getting up from the bench and had no idea how he had gotten there.He stretched a bit, feeling Silver stretch and mold to the contours of his frame. The pair was inseparable when they were asleep, usually very tightly woven together. He held tight to her, the silkiness of her smooth skin. " I rubbed the head up and down my wife's slit.Oh, Jerri, please, PLEASE, put his dick in me! Fuck me with his shaft! I need to be fucked! NOW!"Could I do this? Could I let go of the last shred of possession of my wife and enjoy her as another woman would? She was moaning and trying to push back onto his shaft. He was holding her hips so she couldn't. I could tell that my wife wanted sex with this man. I made my decision. I pulled his skin back and pushed a little of the head into her. Her lips. With her legs spread and tied, he could probably see right up her skirt to her bare pussy! She cursed herself again as she remembered that she had purposely gone without panties.Von Teuffel chuckled as he watched her struggle to regain her composure and watched as the realization of what he saw came over her face. "You are dressed to kill, my dear. Perhaps zat vas your mission here tonight, yes?" In your dreams, von Teuffel, in your dreams. That's the only place you are important enough to.